Song by The Muffs<br /><br>
Looking out a dirty old window<br>
Down below the cars in the<br>
City go rushing by<br>
I sit here alone <br>
And I wonder why<br>
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Friday night and everyone's moving<br>
I can fell the heat<br>
But it's shooting<br>
Heading down<br>
I search for the beat in this dirty town<br>
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Down town the young ones are going<br>
Down town the young ones are growing<br>
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[Chorus:]<br>
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We're the kids in America [x2]<br>
Everybody live for the music-go-round<br>
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Bright lights the music gets faster<br>
Look boy, don't check on your watch<br>
Not another glance<br>
I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance<br>
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Hot-shot, give me no problems<br>
Much later baby you'll be saying never mind<br>
You know life is cruel, life is never kind<br>
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Kind hearts don't make a new story<br>
Kind hearts don't grab any glory<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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Come closer, honey that's better<br>
Got to get a brand new experience<br>
Feeling right<br>
Oh don't try to stop baby<br>
Hold me tight<br>
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Outside a new day is dawning<br>
Outside Suburbia's sprawling everywhere<br>
I don't want to go baby<br>
New York to East California<br>
There's a new wave coming I warn you<br>
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[Ch.]<br>
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We're the kids<br>
We're the kids<br>
We're the kids in America<br>
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